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Despite this comfort, but there is still a strong voice in my heart shouting - no, on the one hand, he is my son, let me see you again, at least ... also need to leave something for him!

"Yes!" Summer warmed up his face. "I want to leave something for him. Anyway, he is my son!"

Turning her face to look at the box in the room, she frowned and looked back, raised her hand and touched it, touched the thin necklace worn between the items, moved her heart, raised her right hand, and opened the door again in the summer. , rushed out of the room.

All the way down the stairs, sit in the rented car, the summer will soon start the car and start the hotel parking lot.

Soon, the car drove up to the expressway to the suburbs. The road to the Xicheng home was very familiar to the summer.

Driving the car to a place not far from the Gujia Mansion, she parked the car on the side of a winding road, abandoned the car and walked, carefully touched the vicinity of the Gujia Mansion, and took out the telescope and quietly looked into the mansion.

There was no one in the yard, the lights in the kitchen and living room were lit, and the living room was empty through the floor-to-ceiling windows. The lights on the second floor of the Xicheng room were extinguished. There was a light on the third floor. An old man stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows. Xicheng’s father, Xia Weng recognized.

Xicheng doesn't seem to be at home, so he thought, he took the child out, or said... he is not here tonight?

In the summer, raise your finger and touch the necklace between the necks. Or, will she leave the necklace and leave?

Immediately, she denied this idea.

No, she wants to see her son, and finally see him again...

In the driveway, the whistle sounded, and the summer warmed his face. As soon as he saw the car's lights approaching, she moved across the distance and immediately saw the West Side in the driver's seat.

The son must have been in his car. He couldn't see him for a few days. When she thought of seeing him right away, her heart was as excited as she was about to jump out.

Xicheng slowed down the speed, stopped in front of the gate, and whistleed to indicate that the maid was driving.

Soon, the door slowly opened.

He started the car and drove into the compound, bypassing the front of the car, pulling the door on the side of the passenger's seat and unfastening the seat belt for the little one.

"Missing, we are home, Dad hugged you back to bed... Come!"

The mouth calmed and held the little guy in his arms. He held the child in one hand and closed the door in one hand.

The little guy slept very hard, and the little head slipped over to his neck. When he touched the little guy's forehead, Xicheng couldn't help but feel how hot it felt?

"The young master is back!" Bai Hao greeted the door from the hall and prepared to take over the child in his hand. "I will hug it!"

Xicheng looked down at his son in the arms, only to see his little face flushed, the man frowned in fear, raised his palm and touched his little face.

Sure enough, it is very hot.

"White, are you feeling hot with his face?"

"Ah... I try!" Bai Hao raised his hand and touched the little guy's head. "It's really hot."

She stretched out her palm and touched the little guy's forehead and little hand. "Come in, I will give him a thermometer and try it. This child doesn't have a fever!"

When he heard the word "fever", Xicheng only frowned.

In the afternoon, I heard that he had coughed. Xicheng was a man after all, and he took the child back and did not take this matter too seriously. Now, listening to Bai Yu’s fever, he realized the seriousness of the problem.

"Faster!"

The man hurry upstairs, and the white eagle followed in a hurry.